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Thereafter

Running out of road, windshield wipers are useless for tears Close my eyes and count to… not yet! reaper hasn’t appeared Lights flashing across the dashboard, warning indications Speedometer reads a ton, don’t care for vindication Stripping back life for all to see The lake below reflecting me Going over the escarpment, free falling through a cloud Brakes I leave redundant, accelerator screams out loud Weightless grow my memories, the rear view mirror is bleak Exterior one’s more streamlined, if a little oblique Dug my own hole admission’s free Revealed the sin got the car key Not much on the horizon, seen a few birds here and there Was playing around for a long time, now she’s gone elsewhere And our song’s on the radio, I’ll never hear it end (Stairway to heaven) rifts in stasis, just as I transcend Oblivion nihility A growing bump delivery Hey! who’s that smiling lady, pushing me along the street I look out from the pram, peekaboo! my heart skips a beat…

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